Sister Indelicata left the cacophony of squeals and laughter behind her; the tall, hardwood door sneezed delicately shut, blessing the happy, healed family. Indelicata’s bare feet whispered swift and sure, softer than the guttering of the beeswax candles that provided more scent than light.
She caught the perfume of open sea before she saw it, and glided through the marble hallway to the worn spiral stairs and ocean access.
She shimmered; habit, wimple, and net slid free into the freezing waves. Flicking her mermaid’s tail, she dove.
Goodbyes were easiest if her charges never liked her to begin with.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (08/13/21): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story, using cacophony. Go where the prompt leads!